The moment LiuWei appeared, the atmosphere became extremely heavy and gloomy.
"LiuWei!" BaoLan roared, his voice filled with anger. "Last year you chopped off one of my brother's arms. Do you still have the face to stand here?"
LiuWei glanced at BaoLan and revealed a contemptuous smile. "Why not? Inside the Weapon Tower, everyone relies on their own cultivation. He wasn't as strong as me yet insisted on competing with me for a weapon. Cutting off one of his arms was already me showing mercy."
"You..." BaoLan gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with rage. "LiuWei, if you have the guts then enter the Weapon Tower again this year. Don't act like a turtle hiding inside your shell."
"Hahahaha..." LiuWei laughed with disdain. "That line should be said to you instead. Ah! You can also bring along your useless brother and this idiot."
As he spoke, LiuWei pointed at Yun. "The three of you can come together. I guarantee I will only cripple you, not kill you."
